Qin Chonghe has always felt that he was born to be the superior.
Born and raised in such an environment, he could only survive by all means.
Using the sympathy of others to achieve his own goals has started since he was a child.
Song Xianrong was not within his reach at the beginning.
As the most favored legitimate daughter of the Song family, Song Xianrong was like a proud daughter of heaven from the very beginning.
Therefore, he was trying every means to get close to her, and tried every means to get the other person's attention to him.
While enjoying the benefits that Song Xianrong brought to him, he also deeply disliked this woman.
In his opinion, the other party was stupid, vicious, selfish and overbearing. If I had not been born into the belly of the wife of the Song family, I am afraid that she would have been extremely miserable in her life.
But unfortunately, this fool had no idea how enviable her current status was.
Therefore, every time Qin Chonghe was with Song Xianrong, he would spare no effort to instigate her to be more willful and domineering.
At the same time, he went to show his kindness to those people.
Over the years, this method of mine has been tried and tested repeatedly.
Everyone in the Song family, including the maid next to Song Xianrong, had already switched sides to his side.
And this idiot didn't know anything about it, but he was still dreaming of marrying himself.
Ah! Does she deserve it
But today, the way Song Xianrong looked at that man reminded him of the past.
When he and Song Xianrong met for the first time, the other party looked at her like a pet.
He quietly clenched his sleeves.
He didn't care about Song Xianrong at all, but now, he still wanted to use the other party to get something to heal himself.
On the other side, Lin Mengya still looked silly, but she had already quietly connected with Song Xianrong.
"I think Miss Song's skin is smooth and delicate. If it is combined with my fruit honey, it will definitely be more rosy and shiny."
She was the sweetest as honey, and she was so praised that Song Xianrong was so excited.
She touched her face and felt a little proud, "Of course! You guys here must have never seen the things we use over there. But do you think this fruit honey is really that magical? No way. Are you trying to trick me? Let me tell you, don’t think I’m easy to talk and dare to talk nonsense. Do you believe I’ll give you a discount on my legs?”
Although he still wanted to fight or kill, his tone was obviously more like joking with Lin Mengya.
Lin Mengya immediately said seriously: "How could I lie to you? This thing is a recipe passed down from our ancestors. It is because it is too precious and rare. It took me so many years to collect such a small box. If you don't believe it, Just insist on drinking one cup every day. If it doesn't work, then my legs will be stuck out. I just want to make you smile."
Song Xianrong smiled and glared at her.
Although she was supported by others all day long, those people were afraid of her at first sight.
Others also wanted to show their courtesy to her, but she could tell at a glance that they were only interested in her identity as the legitimate daughter of the Song family.
As for Qin Chonghe, because of his physical condition, she had been coaxing him and taking care of him more these years.
Even the maids and women around her were trembling with fear every day, looking like they were walking on thin ice, and they were not interesting at all.
In fact, Song Xianrong didn't like Lin Mengya that much, but around her, no one dared to say witty words to her.
On a whim, she simply suggested: "I'm almost bored to death from being here all day long. Why don't you come over and stay with me to relieve my boredom?"
Lin Mengya was about to answer,
I heard a male voice suddenly cut in next to me.
"I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient for him to be here, Xianrong, please don't embarrass me."
Song Xianrong immediately stared at Lin Mengya, "Tell me, are you willing to stay here and play with me?"
Lin Mengya looked at Qin Chonghe.
This guy doesn't have any good intentions at first glance.
This is because he is afraid that if he draws Song Xianrong over, he will fall out of favor.
When Qin Chonghe saw that Song Xianrong was about to lose his temper, he calmed down and deliberately pretended to be gentle and persuaded: "Little brother, don't mind, Xianrong has such a temper."
Tsk tsk, what he said was clearly Qin Chong and he didn't have any good intentions, but as a result, good people asked him to do it.
Lin Mengya immediately smiled and shook her head, and said to Song Xianrong, whose expression changed: "Miss Song can keep me, that is my blessing. I have been in the back kitchen all day long, how can I be with you? It’s relaxing here. But Miss Song, if I stay, I won’t worry about giving your three meals a day to anyone."
It was obviously a refusal, but Song Xianrong seemed to have been slowly calmed down.
Probably because her tone was so calm and gentle, and there was a smile in her eyes, people would calm down unconsciously and listen to her words.
Song Xianrong is no exception.
Her temper has become increasingly irritable over the years, and there are faint signs of madness.
So every time she loses her temper, only Qin Chonghe can persuade her.
Because of this, she becomes more dependent on the other person.
But this kid in front of me.
She obviously had a very ordinary face and delicate features, but for some reason, she was able to gradually calm down under the other person's gaze.
Song Xianrong was not stupid, and she also felt that Lin Mengya's reasons were very sufficient.
It's just that she has always been proud and never allows others to reject her. .
At that moment, he said: "Looking at how clumsy you are, I'm afraid you'll break my things! Okay, get out of here."
"Hey, that's good." Lin Mengya said with a smile and a very good temper.
Song Xianrong's mood calmed down a lot, and she forgot about her promise to Qin Chonghe.
It wasn't until everyone left that Qin Chonghe withdrew his gaze gloomily.
Useless things!
He turned to look at Song Xianrong, only to see that the other party was playing with an extremely simple small bamboo tube.
He remembered that the person just brought it over.
What a vulgar thing, why is Song Xianrong's vision so narrow
It almost delayed his big event!
Qin Chonghe, who was extremely dissatisfied, strode over, took back the bamboo tube and threw it on the ground.
With a "bang" sound, pink fruit honey splashed everywhere, and the sweet and rich fruity smell permeated the entire room.
Song Xianrong immediately became anxious, "What are you doing?"
This was the first time she questioned Qin Chonghe so loudly.
Qin Chonghe's expression froze, and then he lowered his eyes, "Xianrong, do you dislike me?"
Song Xianrong was still regretting not tasting the fruit honey, but she always felt sorry for Qin Chonghe. At that moment, she said: "I don't, Chonghe, how could I dislike you?"
"If you don't dislike me for being useless, then why do you..."
There was a lot of room for imagination in the hesitant tone.
He didn't need to do anything, just lower his eyes and stand there with an aggrieved look on his face.
Song Xianrong was stunned at first, and then she couldn't help but reveal a touch of ecstasy on her face.
"Are you, are you jealous?"
Qin Chonghe's eyes flashed with sarcasm, jealous? How can it be
"I don't."
"You're just jealous! You saw me talking to other men today, and that's why you feel bad, right?"
Not to mention how happy Song Xianrong was.
It was she who had always dominated Qin Chonghe.
Even her mother said that she was wishful thinking, but Qin Chonghe might not have her in his heart, but today he minded her talking to other men!
What is this if not like
Song Xianrong immediately softened her tone, took Qin Chonghe's hand and said coquettishly, "I just thought he was interesting, so I just said a few more words. You know, we two grew up, and we have this friendship. Can’t compare.”
In his heart, Qin Chonghe laughed more and more at this woman's stupidity.
envy
How could he be jealous
Look! He only used a few tricks, and the other party immediately obeyed him, as obediently as a little sheep.
He was patient, but his voice became colder, but Song Xianrong, who was in ecstasy, didn't notice it.
"Do you still remember what you promised me today?"
Song Xianrong was stunned for a moment, and then patted her head with some annoyance.
"Look at me, how could I forget this matter? Just wait, I'll have someone chase him back."
But Qin Chonghe was wary of that guy.
For some reason, he actually smelled the same kind of scent on the other party.
Could it be that the other party is also someone who wants to climb up to a woman
But he had the wrong idea.
Song Xianrong was already his prey.
He won't let go so easily until he has completely squeezed out the other person's benefits.
Therefore, he hinted to Song Xianrong that he did not like that smooth-tongued man.
Of course Song Xianrong chose him, so she just asked someone to send a message to that person.
At night, Song Xianrong looked at him with blushing cheeks and a hint of boldness in her eyes.
Qin Chonghe felt a little disgusted in his heart.
Shameless woman!
"Chonghe, I..." Song Xianrong grabbed his sleeve, biting her lip, but looking at him stubbornly.
She was madly and passionately in love with this guy, and today he finally responded, so she wanted to take it a step further.
Although her mother didn't think much of them, she didn't care.
The person she wants must be hers!
Qin Chonghe pulled back his sleeves mercilessly, still lowering his eyes, "Xianrong, I once swore that I would give my wife a glorious wedding, and I would not let her be like my mother. Same."
Song Xianrong bit her lip, "But we will get married sooner or later, I..."
"Xianrong!" His voice was slightly louder, with a hint of impatience: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest."
After saying that, he went back to his room and closed the door.
In the night, Song Xianrong only felt a little cold.
The fingers that were clenched tightly due to nervousness were now hanging weakly on both sides.
God knows how much courage she mustered up.